Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a black costume with the symbols of strength on his torso. He keeps his lavender fur in a flapper bob. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Ethereal reached his early adolescence his Tabaxi mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He sports a flattop crest cut. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Deep blue spinel (300 gp). Banded agate (16 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a red cloak and cross-gartered white stockings. His crest is short and gold. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Sethrekar will drive conversation. A friendly and beautiful Dragonborn, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He got into the Assassin business at a young age. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Assassin. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man prefers to wear white pants and tee shirts, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is auburn and curly. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Silvo was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He tends to his Scribe job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and balancing his hectic life and new scribe responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Addict, Disease. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 44000 sp. Amethyst (120 gp). Iolite (70 gp).